You probably remember the man pictured below.
His name was Edgar Maddison Welch. In 2016, what there was of his mind took the absurd notion that the people who run the Comet Ping Pong pizza restaurant in Washington, DC were also running a child sex ring organized by Hillary Clinton.
You remember the term "Pizzagate" (every scandal in Washington, real or made up in a very sick mind gets that "-gate" suffix appended within 45 minutes, by congressional decree) because it was an early bellwether of the lunacy that's come to poison our politics. People with more time than brains came up with this conspiracy, and Welch, sittin' down there in North Carolina, swallowed it whole. Arming himself with two guns for his fight against the ruination of young girls in our nation's capitol, he drove to the pizzeria believing the claims of chubby podcaster Alex Jones that Mrs Clinton was murdering, chopping up, and sexually assaulting children.
According to the lies, all this took place in the basement at Comet P-P, so as the brainy Welch burst in firing his weapons, he demanded to be taken downstairs. Confusion mixed with the smell of gunpowder as the astonished staff tried to help Welch wrestle with the concept of basement-less buildings.
Hauled in by DC Police, he went to jail for four years, apparently without receiving the lifestyle transformation promised by hardened penologists.
Last month, back home in Kannapolis, Welch was pulled over after being spotted driving by officers who knew he was wanted on a warrant for violation of probation.
He pulled out a pistol and pointed it at the officers, the final mistake in a sad 36-year-life dotted with errors.
Some people never learn.
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